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"You're a what." Jimin said, demanding. He thought he was hearing things but the man walked closer and smiled.

"I'm a demon.. you summoned me. I have to follow you around until my duties are fulfilled or my boss calls me back down to you know where." The man said. Jimin blushed when the man grabbed his jaw softly examining his face.

"Excuse you." Jimin said shooing away the ladders hand.

"What's your name? Something with a J i presume..."

"Park Jimin."

"Jeon Jungkook. Nice to meet you, mortal." Jungkook said, holding his hand out for a shake, but all he got was a shrug. Jimin sat down in his chair and wrapped his hand around his jaw, trying to grasp what the fuck is going on.

Eventually he looked up and stated, "Are you supposed to follow me around or something then? I don't get it. Just go back. I don't want you here."

Admittedly, Jungkook's heart sank. An emotion he's never felt before... "I cant really do that. You see, once you summon a demon they can't go back to hell until their duties are done in the over world, or Satan summons me back to hell." He said it like it sounded so normal, like asking what you want for dinner. Jimin felt oppositely.

Jimin's jaw seemingly dropped to the floor and his eyes widened. He started biting his nails, a habit that he had when he was younger. He only did it when his parents fought or when he was very anxious, but stopped abruptly and went to chewing gum instead, but now he didn't have any gum and he was in a high-stress situation.

"Are you okay?" Jungkook asked, sitting beside the black haired boy.

"Uhm... Yeah." Jimin said, collecting his thoughts. He was mostly worried with what he would do with Jungkook while he was in school. He thought that maybe because Jungkook is a demon he could hypnotize the minds of others to make them think he was there the whole time, or maybe to just... be invisible like a ghost while Jimin was in school.

"Can you... become invisible?"

"I can do anything." Jungkook said, and with a snap of his fingers he disappeared.

"W-Where's you go?!"

"Here!" Jungkook yelled playfully from the living area with us feet kicked up on the coffee table.

Jimin laughed genuinely while Jungkook admired the older's features. He'd never been attracted to men before... especially anyone like Jimin- shy, smart, and a little stuck up. Everyone he'd ever met told him that two people of the same sex should never have romantic or sexual feelings for each other, even his parents. But he couldn't help the blood rushing to his lower body as Jimin bent down to pick up his backpack and laptop.

"Listen, this is how going to school is gonna work. You're going with me, but it would be great if you could make yourself invisible while we're there and by no means turn yourself visible while we're on school grounds, got it?" He said, putting his bag beside the couch and sitting next to Jungkook.

"You sound like my mother whenever i would accompany her to this shitty place."

"What was your mother doing here?"

"Work. Taking souls and giving them to Satan. She's actually like his right hand man- or- woman."

"Oh that sounds... a little terrifying..."

"Her killing people or being close friends to Satan himself?" Jungkook gave a deep chuckle. while Jimin smiled awkwardly.

"It's actually a very stressful job she does- did..." Jungkook looked down, he seemed upset.

"Are you okay? What happened to your mother?"

"The older her human form got, the less people she could kill and the less souls she could give him. The less souls she brought, the more useless he thought she was. One day she brought him only one soul... he made her fully human and then sent someone to kill her and... i never saw her again."

"That absolutely terrible Jungkook I-"

"I don't need your pity." Jungkook said coldly.

"But I-" Jimin reached his hand out for Jungkook, but he was gone in an instant. He had seemed to teleport. Where? Neither Jimin or Jungkook himself knew, but Jimin knew to never talk about Jungkook's mother again.

—

Jimin woke up in his bed which was warmer than usual... he sat up and looked at the clock next to him on his bedside table, "9:42." His initial reaction was to scream, which he did. He then looked next to him, Jungkook's muscular body still wrapped around his significantly smaller one. He screamed again. Jungkook woke up this time, shielding his eyes from the bright light coming through the window.

"Why are you-" Jungkook sat up and looked at Jimin, then himself. It was Jungkook's turn to scream now. They were both naked.

"Oh my god this isn't happening right now." Jimin threw himself out of the twin sized bed, disregarding the fact he was naked, and threw some clothes on rapidly.

Jungkook's eyes shifted from himself, to his hyung, who was sitting on the end of the bed putting on gray sweatpants. Jungkook blushed hard as Jimin stood and pulled the waistband up to his hips.

"Get dressed! Or don't... you're going to be invisible at school so..." Jimin pondered, putting on a white graphic band t-shirt.

"Do you want me to be naked? Y'know i can still make it to where only you can see me." Jungkook smirked playfully.

It was Jimin's turn to blush now. He threw his bag over his shoulder and motioned for Jungkook to hurry up. Jungkook hurriedly but swiftly slid his white wife-beater tank top on and tucked it into his blue ripped skinny jeans, running out of the lobby doors, and they both hopped into Jimin's Honda Civic.

—

"Jimin! Lovely of you to finally show up." His second period teacher said passive aggressively.

"I'm sorry I-"

"Detention after school." His teacher said, writing him up a detention paper. He took it and sat down in his seat and the teacher went on about Gothic Literature.

Jimin wrote notes until his hand started to cramp.

"Jimin-ah... Look at me..." He heard Jungkook's voice in a raspy whisper down his neck. He looked up and in the doorway stood Jungkook in only boxers, bulge being seen clearly. Jimin blushed so hard that teacher noticed.

"Something seems to be flustering you Jimin, what is it?" His teacher asked. The whole class faced him now, his face was a million shades of red.

"S-Sorry it-it's nothing Mr. Sines." He said burring his face in his wide-ruled notebook. His teacher shrugged, seeming as Jimin didn't need the extra embarrassment.

"What the hell are you doing?" Jimin whispered so no one could hear but Jungkook who was now sitting on Jimin's desk.

"Am i too much of a distraction hyung? Maybe we should skip class and make out in the bathroom or maybe even-" Jimin coughed purposely to shut him up.

"What- What are you talking about?" The blood rushing to his lower body was almost overwhelming. He bit his lip and tried not to look at Jungkook's tempting behavior.

"Mr Sines can i go to the bathroom?" The teacher nodded in approval. Jimin almost ran out of the room.

"What's wrong pretty boy?" Jungkook said, leaning over Jimin once they were in the bathroom.

"Go put your clothes on! I seriously need you to stop... distracting me..." He looked down Jungkook's body and felt the rising heat in his own.

"C'mon... just a little fun never hurt anyone." Jungkook shrugged and glided his hand perfectly down Jimin's body, grabbing his waist and pulling him in.

"Please I-" Jimin tried fighting back but Jungkook kissed him passionately like there was more than just lust in him and... Jimin kissed back.

At that point, there was no telling how far Jungkook would go to get what he wanted and... Jimin knew it.

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